The Quaver; Or, Songster's Pocket Companion, EtcThe Booksellers, 1858 - 512 sider |
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... deep , Such thunders would but idly sleep , He with them arm'd Britannia's hand , To guard from foes her native land . Long may she hold the awful right , And when thro ' circling flame , She darts her vengeance in the fight , May ...
... deep , Such thunders would but idly sleep , He with them arm'd Britannia's hand , To guard from foes her native land . Long may she hold the awful right , And when thro ' circling flame , She darts her vengeance in the fight , May ...
Side 10
... deep and mellow dye , Which scarce the shade of coming ev Can banish from the sky , Those smiles unto the moodiest mind Their own pure joy impart ; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind , That lightens o'er the heart . PALE FACES . PALE ...
... deep and mellow dye , Which scarce the shade of coming ev Can banish from the sky , Those smiles unto the moodiest mind Their own pure joy impart ; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind , That lightens o'er the heart . PALE FACES . PALE ...
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... Deep sinks the fiery orb of light , I view thy beacons now no more . Rise ! billows , rise ! blow hollow winds ! Nor night , nor storms , nor death I fear , Unfriended bear me hence , to find That peace which fate denies me here . Adieu ...
... Deep sinks the fiery orb of light , I view thy beacons now no more . Rise ! billows , rise ! blow hollow winds ! Nor night , nor storms , nor death I fear , Unfriended bear me hence , to find That peace which fate denies me here . Adieu ...
Side 26
... deep - toned voice falter'd I wore my bridal robe , And I rivall'd its whiteness ; Bright gems were in my hair , How I hated their brightness . He called me by my name-- As the bride of another- Oh , thou hast been the cause Of this ...
... deep - toned voice falter'd I wore my bridal robe , And I rivall'd its whiteness ; Bright gems were in my hair , How I hated their brightness . He called me by my name-- As the bride of another- Oh , thou hast been the cause Of this ...
Side 28
... deep of wine . Eyes of fire , lips of dew , By drinking , & c , Cheeks that shame the roses ' hue ; Dearer these to ine and you , Who deeply drinks of wine . Who deeply , & c . THE SOLDIER'S TEAR . UPON the hill he turn'd To 28 A CHOICE ...
... deep of wine . Eyes of fire , lips of dew , By drinking , & c , Cheeks that shame the roses ' hue ; Dearer these to ine and you , Who deeply drinks of wine . Who deeply , & c . THE SOLDIER'S TEAR . UPON the hill he turn'd To 28 A CHOICE ...
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